By Theresa Wolfwood | Poetry
Last night we went to the seashore My father carried my little brother He...
Author: Theresa Wolfwood
An Afternoon in March
By Theresa Wolfwood | Poetry
put away the banners stack up the placards the demonstration is over a few...
put away the banners stack up the placards the demonstration is over a few...
We Are the Canaries
By Theresa Wolfwood | Poetry
We are the canaries in the mine shaft of daily fear of a suffocating...
We are the canaries in the mine shaft of daily fear of a suffocating...